From a Friend's Window

It was an overcast Tuesday afternoon. I over at a friend's place when I saw her. I wanted to be anywhere but there, surrounded by those people, my friends. I was hoping that she would take me away from my life. I could drop everything, move into her studio apartment, and we would live together. I imagine her studio is surrounded with fauna. I imagine she has a collection of stuffed animals. I imagine that she paints watercolor poorly. But I don't mind her bad artwork. I find it charming. I look into her eyes and tell her I love it. And she smiles back at me, the most sincere smile I've ever seen. And that's what it's all about. It's her smile that touches my heart, that makes me love her.